The Broken Immortals: Books 4-6

By Jessica White

Enter a world of magic and danger in The Broken Immortals.

Minister of Justice Tessa Idrissi has dedicated her life to seeking righteousness for all those in need of it.

In return for her devotion, she demands that the wolf pack she rules abandon the barbaric practice of forcible mating.

But when her own Lycan-born son breaks this sacred rule, Tessa is forced to take swift and severe action.

As she grapples with the consequences of her son's actions, she discovers that it is she who will bear the brunt of the punishment.

In this dark paranormal fantasy, Tessa must confront the sins of those she loves and fight for her own survival. But can she emerge victorious in a world where danger lurks around every corner?

Prepare to be swept away by this thrilling and intense tale of love, loyalty, and sacrifice.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Jessica White
• Release date: Sep 25, 2023
• ISBN: 9798215810729

Jessica White

Author Jessica White - Unveiling Dark Fantasies and Steamy Romance in Small Towns? Welcome to the enchanting world of Jessica White, where the world comes alive with dark immortals, small-town secrets, and sizzling romance. As a passionate storyteller, Jessica weaves tales that transport you to realms unknown, blending dark fantasy, steamy romance, and heart-pounding suspense.? Series Highlights:•The Broken Immortals: Journey into a realm where immortality comes with a price, and forbidden desires ignite a war between light and darkness.•Stories from the Realm: Explore mystical landscapes and unearth the secrets that bind magical beings in this captivating series.•Love Stories from a Small Town: Immerse yourself in the charm of small-town romance, where love blossoms amidst close-knit communities.?‍? About the Author: Jessica, a former Registered Nurse turned masterful storyteller, hails from the breathtaking landscapes of West Virginia. Her graduate degree in Business Administration adds a strategic touch to her narrative prowess. Beyond crafting tales, Jessica is captivated by metaphysical wonders, the beauty of nature, irresistible buttercream icing, and the magic of Harry Potter (still waiting for that letter!).? Stay Updated: Curious about Jessica's upcoming releases? Explore Jessica's world beyond the pages. Follow her journey on https://linktr.ee/authorjwhite and sign up for exclusive email alerts. Be the first to dive into new worlds and discover fresh tales of love, mystery, and fantasy.? Connect with Jessica: Have questions or just want to share your thoughts? Reach out to Jessica at [e-mail].

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The Broken Immortals Books 4-6

Breaking the Queen

The Red Queen

The Ranger

Jessica White

Copyright © 2020 by Jessica White

All rights reserved.

No portion of this book may be reproduced in any form without written permission from the publisher or author, except as permitted by U.S. copyright law.

Thanks to Artscandare and Danny Decelis for your help with this project.

Contents

Content Warning

Breaking the Queen

Contents

1.CHAPTER ONE

2.CHAPTER TWO

3.CHAPTER THREE

4.CHAPTER FOUR

5.CHAPTER FIVE

6.CHAPTER SIX

7.CHAPTER SEVEN

8.CHAPTER EIGHT

9.CHAPTER NINE

10.CHAPTER TEN

11.CHAPTER ELEVEN

12.CHAPTER TWELVE

13.CHAPTER THIRTEEN

14.CHAPTER FOURTEEN

15.CHAPTER FIFTEEN

16.CHAPTER SIXTEEN

17.CHAPTER SEVENTEEN

18.CHAPTER EIGHTEEN

19.CHAPTER NINETEEN

20.CHAPTER TWENTY

21.CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE

22.CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO

23.CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE

24.CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR

25.CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE

26.CHAPTER TWENTY- SIX

27.CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN

28.CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT

29.CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE

30.CHAPTER THIRTY

31.CHAPTER THIRTY-ONE

32.CHAPTER THIRTY-TWO

33.CHAPTER THIRTY-THREE

34.CHAPTER THIRTY-FOUR

35.CHAPTER THIRTY- FIVE

36.CHAPTER THIRTY-SIX

37.CHAPTER THIRTY-SEVEN

38.CHAPTER THIRTY-EIGHT

39.CHAPTER THIRTY-NINE

40.CHAPTER FORTY

41.CHAPTER FORTY-ONE

42.CHAPTER FORTY-TWO

43.CHAPTER FORTY-THREE

44.CHAPTER FORTY-FOUR

45.CHAPTER FORTY-FIVE

46.CHAPTER FORTY-SIX

47.CHAPTER FORTY-SEVEN

48.CHAPTER FORTY-EIGHT

49.CHAPTER FORTY-NINE

50.CHAPTER FIFTY

51.CHAPTER FIFTY-ONE

52.CHAPTER FIFTY-TWO

53.CHAPTER FIFTY-THREE

54.CHAPTER FIFTY-FOUR

55.CHAPTER FIFTY-FIVE

56.CHAPTER FIFTY-SIX

57.CHAPTER FIFTY-SEVEN

58.CHAPTER FIFTY-EIGHT

59.CHAPTER FIFTY-NINE

The Red Queen

Contents

1.CHAPTER ONE

2.CHAPTER TWO

3.CHAPTER THREE

4.CHAPTER FOUR

5.CHAPTER FIVE

6.CHAPTER SIX

7.CHAPTER SEVEN

8.CHAPTER EIGHT

9.CHAPTER NINE

10.CHAPTER TEN

11.CHAPTER ELEVEN

12.CHAPTER TWELVE

13.CHAPTER THIRTEEN

14.CHAPTER FOURTEEN

15.CHAPTER FIFTEEN

16.CHAPTER SIXTEEN

17.CHAPTER SEVENTEEN

18.CHAPTER EIGHTEEN

19.CHAPTER NINETEEN

20.CHAPTER TWENTY

21.CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE

22.CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO

23.CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE

24.CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR

25.CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE

26.CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX

27.CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN

28.CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT

29.CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE

30.CHAPTER THIRTY

31.CHAPTER THIRTY-ONE

32.CHAPTER THIRTY-TWO

33.CHAPTER THIRTY-THREE

34.CHAPTER THIRTY-FOUR

35.CHAPTER THIRTY-FIVE

36.CHAPTER THIRTY-SIX

37.CHAPTER THIRTY-SEVEN

38.CHAPTER THIRTY-EIGHT

39.CHAPTER THIRTY-NINE

40.CHAPTER FORTY

41.CHAPTER FORTY-ONE

The Ranger

Contents

1.CHAPTER ONE

2.CHAPTER TWO

3.CHAPTER THREE

4.CHAPTER FOUR

5.CHAPTER FIVE

6.CHAPTER SIX

7.CHAPTER SEVEN

8.CHAPTER EIGHT

9.CHAPTER NINE

10.CHAPTER TEN

11.CHAPTER ELEVEN

12.CHAPTER TWELVE

13.CHAPTER THIRTEEN

14.CHAPTER FOURTEEN

15.CHAPTER FIFTEEN

16.CHAPTER SIXTEEN

17.CHAPTER SEVENTEEN

18.CHAPTER EIGHTEEN

19.CHAPTER NINETEEN

20.CHAPTER TWENTY

21.CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE

22.CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO

23.CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE

24.CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR

25.CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE

26.CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX

27.CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN

28.CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT

29.CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE

30.CHAPTER THIRTY

31.SNEAK PEEK OF THE DARKE WOLF

32.SNEAK PEEK OF THE IMMORTAL’S MATE

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Content Warning

The Broken Immortals series is a very, very dark story. Do not read if you aren’t prepared to be utterly destroyed by the events that will happen to the main characters.

This series is a work of fiction based on the lives of magical individuals that are in no way human and should not be judged by human norms. They are an entirely different species, animals, from another world with their own communities, morals, values, and traditions.

There will be depictions of violence in some form between the female lead character and just about everyone she comes across as a result of these traditions. If you have any sensitivities about cursing, partner violence, stalking, gender roles, sexual assault, or any other type of trigger, you should probably turn back now. This story is not for you.

But if you can handle all that-enjoy! I’m thrilled you are on this adventure with me.

Breaking the Queen

Book Four of the Broken Immortals Series

Jessica White

Contents

1. CHAPTER ONE

1.Better Than A Picture

2. CHAPTER TWO

2.Plan B

3. CHAPTER THREE

3.Sweet Dreams

4. CHAPTER FOUR

4.The Inn

5. CHAPTER FIVE

5.A Ride to Forget

6. CHAPTER SIX

6.Abracadabra

7. CHAPTER SEVEN

7.Nothing at All

8. CHAPTER EIGHT

8.Queen of Ruin

9. CHAPTER NINE

9.Straight to Hell

10. CHAPTER TEN

10.The Binding

11. CHAPTER ELEVEN

11.Romeo and Juliet

12. CHAPTER TWELVE

12.The Potion Maker

13. CHAPTER THIRTEEN

13.Our Mate

14. CHAPTER FOURTEEN

14.The Wedding

15. CHAPTER FIFTEEN

15.Someone Who Will

16. CHAPTER SIXTEEN

16.Lycan Boys

17. CHAPTER SEVENTEEN

17.The Hunters

18. CHAPTER EIGHTEEN

18.There Is Nothing Else

19. CHAPTER NINETEEN

19.Please

20. CHAPTER TWENTY

20.My Mate

21. CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE

21.My Blood Commands You

22. CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO

22.A Minute to Catch Up

23. CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE

23.The Creekside

24. CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR

24.My Garden

25. CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE

25.Showtime

26. CHAPTER TWENTY- SIX

26.The Spell Was Made

27. CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN

27.Dead Man

28. CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT

28.Just Another Body

29. CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE

29.Being Difficult

30. CHAPTER THIRTY

30.Three Sacrifices

31. CHAPTER THIRTY-ONE

31.We Have A Deal

32. CHAPTER THIRTY-TWO

32.What A Father Can Handle

33. CHAPTER THIRTY-THREE

33.The Familiar

34. CHAPTER THIRTY-FOUR

34.The Shame of it All

35. CHAPTER THIRTY- FIVE

35.An Interesting Evening

36. CHAPTER THIRTY-SIX

36.Properly

37. CHAPTER THIRTY-SEVEN

37.Rule of Three

38. CHAPTER THIRTY-EIGHT

38.The Father

39. CHAPTER THIRTY-NINE

39.The Gambler

40. CHAPTER FORTY

40.Regret

41. CHAPTER FORTY-ONE

41.A Good Sport

42. CHAPTER FORTY-TWO

42.I Saw the Light

43. CHAPTER FORTY-THREE

43.Fish in a Barrel

44. CHAPTER FORTY-FOUR

44.Playtime

45. CHAPTER FORTY-FIVE

45.And Hell Comes With Us

46. CHAPTER FORTY-SIX

46.No Manners at All

47. CHAPTER FORTY-SEVEN

47.A Broken Wolf

48. CHAPTER FORTY-EIGHT

48.Everything He Ever Wanted

49. CHAPTER FORTY-NINE

49.To Rule

50. CHAPTER FIFTY

50.The Steamroller

51. CHAPTER FIFTY-ONE

51.The SCSA

52. CHAPTER FIFTY-TWO

52.A Higher Authority

53. CHAPTER FIFTY-THREE

53.Rat Trap

54. CHAPTER FIFTY-FOUR

54.Everything

55. CHAPTER FIFTY-FIVE

55.All I Have to Give

56. CHAPTER FIFTY-SIX

56.The Coffee Shop

57. CHAPTER FIFTY-SEVEN

57.Mister Mitchell Riley

58. CHAPTER FIFTY-EIGHT

58.The Nursery

59. CHAPTER FIFTY-NINE

59.Rocking the Baby

CHAPTER ONE

Better Than A Picture

Even the sun realized something wicked entered paradise that warm May evening. 

The gray clouds devoured the perfect blue sky, and the wind kicked up outside the idyllic farmhouse, leaving a cold mist on the window.

A blast of Logan’s breath spread across the glass. He hurried to wipe the mist away to keep a clear view for the dark presence that barreled toward his parents’ home.

Flecks of gold shimmered in the young werewolf’s green eyes as they fixed on the black wooden gate at the end of the tree-lined driveway.

Long tattooed forearms crossed a rather bulky chest and stretched his black t-shirt as he rubbed at the flutter in his heart. Where the hell is she?

A set of fingers belonging to another pair of muscle-clad arms appeared on the marble-topped table’s edge beside him as his brother joined Logan at the window. Teddy said she’ll be here any minute.

The tremor in Logan’s hands disappeared long enough for him to push his fingers through his dirty blonde hair as he turned to the family room. Do you feel this, or am I crazy?

The bluest eyes smiled at Logan, and he scratched at the pale hair on his chin. The second she got into town.

To settle his nerves, the young Alpha spent the day with a heavy bag in the basement. His sore muscles melted into the soft brown couch as he leaned over on his knees. How the hell are we supposed to pretend like this isn’t happening?

The white lace curtain jerked back under Jacob’s fingers as he peeked down the road one last time. She just lost her husband and her baby. We need to give her time.

Every ounce of his body wanted to charge to the little bed-and-breakfast in town to track down his mate. Yet Jacob sank back into the worn leather chair across from his brother instead and stretched out his legs. 

He swatted the dust from his blue shirt and jerked his shoulder. Unless she comes to us.

Many arrangements were discussed since they found the coppery sorceress’ photograph. In the split second they held each other’s gaze, they agreed on the plan, and Logan pulled his beard through his thumb and forefinger. Right.

While he listened to his perky fiancée chat with her mother in the kitchen, an iciness claimed Teddy’s fingers, and a shiver consumed him.

The mind link between them severed the day he snatched his sister’s memories away, but he still felt her deep in his chest. 

Losing his twin was like a bottomless hole in his center, and no matter how much love his new family gave him, it never filled. Here we go.

Soft scuffs from the soles of the copper warlock’s leather loafers rushed against the wood floors as he shook the guilt of his sins away from his hands. 

The word forgiveness didn’t exist in his sister’s vocabulary, and he hoped she wouldn’t beat him to death with the olive branch he held out to her.

The tall, lean man of magic crossed the bright oak floor, and his curly, dark hair bounced in the breeze he made. Bringing up his finger, he issued one final warning. Not a word, fellas.

As soon as he saw her black ballet flat hit the gravel, the screen door of the white home swung open. Hey, good looking.

Like an angel swooping down from the heaven they could never enter to save her lost soul, the sleeves of his white shirt spread out beside him. 

His eyes narrowed, and his lips puckered as his fingers bent toward him. Get over here and give me some sugar, Sugar.

A pointy tooth dug into her plump bottom lip as she cackled and skipped into his arms. 

Her feet hovered above the ground, and Teddy swung her back and forth as he gave her a long, noisy kiss on her cheek. Mmm-mmm. I sure have missed you.

Bringing the Earth back to her, Teddy’s knees sunk until his nose smashed against hers. I almost forgot how pretty you are. 

After a few blinks of his eyes, they pooled with tears, and he shook his head. I’m sorry I left you like that. Forgive me.

A crooked finger wagged between them as Tessa shook her head. Don’t worry about a thing, Teddy Bear.

Hushed voices sneaked into the bubble surrounding them, and Teddy sighed as he inched backward and tugged on her hand. Plaster on your game face, Killer. There’s some folks for you to impress.

The moment Teddy stepped aside, Logan caught the first glimpse of Tessa in the flesh. Like a wrecking ball rammed into his chest, all the air escaped him, and his hand slapped across his mouth when he gasped. My God.

Even with her long black dress, he could make out each one of her perfect curves. Every strike of her foot shot through him like a thunderbolt, weakening his knees and the ability to keep his promises a little.

Better than a picture on the fridge, isn’t she? When Jacob’s hand met his brother’s shoulder, he leaned into his ear because he sensed his willpower slipping away. Relax. We got time.

Perfectly polished hands took turns fanning her eyes dry while they approached the family. Drool collected at the corner of Logan’s mouth from the scent of strawberries and champagne in each swat, and he rushed to wipe it away.

Gentlemen, — Teddy’s hand crossed his chest and motioned to his sister — this is my more interesting half. 

About a foot taller than his twin, he rested his chin on her head as he flung his palm at the two men waiting for their turn. Sugar, these are Stella’s brothers, Jacob and Logan.

The only thing that can kill an immortal creature is a tall glass of bloody violence.

Still, Logan nearly collapsed there at Tessa’s feet because he knew his life would never be the same after that moment.

CHAPTER TWO

Plan B

The devious, tight-lipped grin and sparkling green eyes from the photograph Logan kept on his nightstand now graced him.

Her magic wove a circle around him until he could hardly breathe, much less utter the words of devotion he planned to shower her with.

Every inch of her body, not draped in dark fabric, glowed like a bronze statue, making the speechless future leader of the territory want to bow before her.

Instead of throwing herself into his arms as she did in his fantasies about their first meeting, the sharp rings on Tessa’s bony knuckles whacked his shoulder. 

The perfect world of threesome bliss he created in his head crashed down on him, and the wall of muscle shrunk under the weight of her delicate, cruel hand. How the hell are you, you big bastard?

Despite Teddy’s warnings about what his spell did to her psyche, Logan was of the opinion once his mate was before him, she’d come to him of her own free will. That she’d recognize their bond and everything he promised her brother about keeping his distance wouldn’t matter.

He stood confounded, though, when she didn’t give him a second thought before turning to his twin.

The Alpha’s always confident way of living, as if nothing in the world was out of his grasp, always rubbed Teddy the wrong way. 

Whereas the magical twins lived a life of loss and horror, their Lycan counterparts had a perfect existence in this rural dream world.

But Tessa’s brutal way of dosing out reality made a satisfied smirk rise on the warlock’s face as he kicked at the gravel. 

No one knew his sister as he did, and all his predictions came to life in the driveway when he saw the devastation on his brother-in-law’s face.

To salt the broken-hearted man’s wound a little more for good measure, Teddy punched Logan’s other shoulder. Monstrous big and tough, aren’t they?

With arms opened for a hug, Jacob flinched at the beads clinging together on Tessa’s wrists when the little fighter bobbed and weaved with her fists up. I bet you boys like to throw down. 

She bit her lip as she nodded and studied every ripple of their finely tuned physiques. Yeah. You look like you can be mighty rough.

Oh, boy. He tucked his sister into his side and murmured in the old language that the Lycans don’t fight and hustle like witches. No, Tess. Ní cosúil linn.

Hmm. Glossy, red lips twisted as she decided then she had no use for people she couldn’t manipulate somehow and shrugged the twins off. Well, isn’t that a pity?

Tessa furrowed her brows while she sized him up and pressed her chest against Jacob’s. Mmm. 

Aside from her coven, the entire world was an ant farm to the pint-sized witch. Even the handsome men who stood before her held no value — just more bugs to squish if the mood struck her right.

She squeezed him like melons at the market, and Logan scratched his head as he turned away from seeing his mate fondling another man. I could make a pretty penny on the pair of them at the Friday night matches, that’s for damn sure.

Stepping back into her brother’s side, Tessa pointed at them. If you ever decide you want to tussle for a living, give me a holler. I got a guy who’ll make you rich and famous.

The memory gaps shortened her attention span, and the men Teddy presented to her already bored her. 

In hopes of better entertainment, Tessa’s arms crossed her chest as she glanced up at the man who made her that way. So, where’s this beautiful woman you told me so much about? I’m just dying for a look-see.

Though Teddy had no desire to have her involved with the twins, her indifference to them was painful to witness as a man. Um, — he scratched at the back of his ear as he always did when he was uncomfortable and pointed to the house — she and Missus. Hexom are tending to supper, I believe.

Jacob’s hand squelched across the smoothly polished pearl-colored hood of the car as he whistled. I’m not even going to ask how much this set you back. 

His eyes shot to Tessa, pushing back the dark flyaway curls into her topknot. It must have cost a fortune.

Not at all. The cool evening air ached the Firestarter’s bones, and she rubbed her arms as her teeth chattered. I won it from a human in a poker tournament a few weeks back.

His tanned face pulled together as he elbowed his brother. Oh, we need to get a game going. I have to see her in action.

When he yanked apart the buckle of his sister’s old leather bag, Teddy peeked inside and shook his head at the mess. Un-un. 

Armpit deep in the endless knapsack, his fingers rummaged through her clothes until he felt a sweater. I urge you not to do that. 

She held her arms out behind her as he pulled the sleeves up and spoke over her shoulder. This little girl right here — his hand patted the top of her head — is unbelievably talented at games of chance. Emphasis on the unbelievable part.

After her fingers straightened out her black cashmere cardigan, she poked one in Teddy’s slender belly. You always have been envious of my skills.

Mmm-hmm. He buckled her satchel, and their father’s disapproving eyebrow arched at her creative way of saying she lies and cheats for the hell of it. That’s because I’ve lost enough money to you to buy a fleet of those cars outright.

The worn leather strap of her sack wrapped around his wrist as he twisted it and held out his other hand to Tessa. Come on. I better take you inside before you con the whole territory away and declare yourself Queen of Northern Virginia.

A blast of wind blew her scent through the air when Teddy spun her around, and a growl started in Logan’s chest when he caught it. 

Whether or not she intended to, her wiggling fingers stirred the twins’ amorous pot as she passed them. And when she winked at Logan, it sealed her fate. It certainly was a pleasure to meet you boys.

She disappeared through the front door, and Jacob turned into Logan and grabbed his shirt. She’s in season. Every goddamn wolf in town will be looking for her.

I know. Logan’s hand wiped across his mouth as he chased after the strawberry-scented hormone trail that followed her. Plan B it is, then.

CHAPTER THREE

Sweet Dreams

The bottle rattled against the wineglass as Teddy leaned across the table. Here, Sugar, let me top that off for you. 

Although he was born without a care in the world except for his sister, the Fates saw fit to incline Tessa to be difficult with almost everyone she came across. It was in the whole town’s best interest to keep her a tad South of sober until she left.

Gunmetal-colored fingernails met the bottle and pushed it away. I think I’m at my limit. I still got to drive out of here tonight.

While he glanced at his brother, Jacob rested his chin against his palm, and his fingers rolled against his cheek when he looked back at her. We can give you a ride back into town. It’s no problem at all.

There was a bit more gravel in her normally throaty voice as she spoke into her cup. That’s real nice and all. She swallowed her wine and set the glass on the table, licking the cheap sweet red off her lips. But I can mist out later if I need to.

Mist out? Every breath of her was intoxicating, and his chest ached a little more with each word that came out of her mouth. What he thought was drunken gibberish brought a smile to his face, and he tugged her glass away. I think you’ve had too much, Darlin.

The creak of the chair Teddy sat in got Jacob’s attention as he pushed himself back into the seat and shot a stern eyebrow at him. He’d spent most of his life attempting to keep his sister caged, but when he witnessed another man try to restrain her, it made his blood boil. Misting is how some of us more talented magic folk get around. 

After a wiggle of her fingers, Tessa balled her fist, then flicked it out. Poof. The little cloud of black fog rose from her palm and disintegrated into the air above her head as she pointed her finger gun at the twins. Kind of like that.

A falling sensation spread through Logan’s shoulders as his plans backfired on him right there at the table before they even had a chance. The beer bottle in his hand pointed at her. You’re saying you can just disappear into thin air whenever you feel like it?

Mmm-hmm. While she swatted at her leather bag on the floor until her fingers reached it, Tessa peeked back over her shoulder. All this wicked old witch has to do is click her heels, and she’s out of here. 

While she dug through her collection of things, the brothers shared a thought before she uncurled her fist and slid a tiny blue package across the table. I got a couple of things that can’t wait until the wedding. Michael sends his love, by the way.

The booky scent of old bibles wafted from the velvet-lined box when Teddy’s thumbs pushed it open. A huff of air came from his nose as his head tilted to the stylish woman beside him. I believe this is for you, Honey. 

After she tucked her hair behind her ear, Stella wrinkled her brows as she took the coin in her hand. I don’t understand. What is this supposed to mean?

With an arm resting against the back of her chair, Teddy rubbed her shoulder. It’s a sixpence. You put it in your shoe on your wedding day for good luck.

Her fingers skimmed over the coin’s carvings, and she placed it back in the box as she batted at the man she thought she knew so well. Who’s Michael? You’ve never mentioned him before.

Though he never lied to Stella, he kept the details of his people and their way of life close to his chest. Be it his mate or not, his coven wouldn’t take a perceived betrayal lightly, and his leader warned him not to cross the line again. Father Michael is an old friend of the family.

A cackle started in the back of his sister’s throat, seeping through her nose as she leaned over the table to poke Teddy’s arm. You called him old. 

After a snorty laugh at her brother’s attempts to dance around the truth about an angel who cast out the devil himself, she pushed her fingertips under her eyes to collect her tears. Well, damned if he ain’t. 

A leather-bound folder fanned her face before she placed it in front of her brother. Anyway, this is from the old man and me.

The case that used to sit in his father’s safe stared back at him, and he licked his lips as his eyes rose to Tessa. What the hell is this?

Two knuckles tapped on it as she cleared her throat of her parent’s things forever. The deeds to all the properties. Everything except Norway and Jones Street, that is. I didn’t figure you’d need ever go there again, although I’ll leave the lights on in case you get nostalgic.

Oh, my God. Her short blonde hair shook under her palm as Stella scratched her head. Greece, Romania, Russia, Brazil — her mouth was agape as she flipped through the worn, old documents until her eyes shot up to her sister-in-law. Are you serious? You’re giving us all these houses?

Although she avoided his eyes, Teddy saw the purple velvet sack in Tessa’s hand, and a burn moved through the warlock’s chest when he realized what she had planned. Are you sure about this, Tess?

The alcohol got the best of her, and she bit at her bottom lip and fluttered her teary eyes away as she nodded. I’m sure. The Crown Royal bag of keys clinked against the table when she tossed it before him. I reckon you two can have yourselves a real humdinger of a honeymoon now.

A hand slapped on Tessa’s as Stella reached across the space between them with a shake of her head. Thank you so much.

With her ear on her shoulder, the flirty sorceress’ thumb rubbed her lip as she gave her a wink. You’re welcome, beautiful. 

Coughing, Teddy covered up yet another secret with his hand. So, um— a huff of air left his nose as he hid his toothy grin and tried not to laugh — what are your plans for tomorrow?

The bride-to-be smacked her hand across her forehead. Oh, Jesus, I wasn’t even thinking. You have to come with us to my dress fitting.

The sides of her lips curled, but the widow’s hand waved off the bittersweet invitation. I appreciate the offer, but I have another commitment tomorrow that I simply can’t miss.

Commitment? The con artist could fool anyone, but her hormones couldn’t escape the Alpha’s nose, and Logan smelled the lie before it rolled off her slightly forked tongue. What kind of commitment?

Narrowed eyes moved to him before the hustler turned to face her opponent, and there wasn’t an ounce of kindness in her expression as she paused between every word. I’m spending the day with a friend. 

Each of her fingers rolled across the table as she dared him to challenge her until Teddy patted her hand. You tell ole Trixy I said hi. 

A purry groan left her throat as she turned to smile at her brother. I surely will.

Where are you hooking up at? His finger tapped a rhythmic code on the table to remind her she promised to be on her best behavior. Here in town?

A fingertip pointed into her chin to tell him to relax as she pushed out her lips and shook her head. No, down near the city.

The leather case lingered in the corner of his eye as he rubbed his jaw. Well, why don’t you and I meet up for dinner and catch up? We got a lot to talk about.

A bony knuckle pressed into his chin. Anything for you, handsome. Her eyes bobbed up and down, and she grinned with a whimper. I better head back. That drive up here kicked my ass.

With the strap of her bag in his hand, Teddy tugged the chair from the table and held her fingers as she rose from her seat. I’ll walk you out. Say goodnight to the good people, Sugar.

Her brother tampered with her memory, but her tendency to hold a grudge a little too long was still as strong as ever. Her fat lip curled at Logan as she gave him a squinty wrinkle of her nose. But to the rest of her audience, she offered a dip of her knees, and both hands came to her mouth to blow them drunken kisses. Sweet dreams of me.

CHAPTER FOUR

The Inn

Alight rap of knuckles on the window against his ear startled Jacob awake with a jerk. 

The foggy glass between them rattled when it slid down, and he slapped at the radio as Logan leaned into the old pickup truck. She up yet?

Beefy arms stretched across the cab while the sleepy Lycan yawned away a long night spent outside the bed-and-breakfast. Yep.

He dipped down and squinted until his sharp wolf’s eyes fixed on the saloon doors of the kitchen when the owner passed through with a plate of pancakes. Looks like she’s downstairs at breakfast right now.

The whole vehicle shimmied when the ignition turned over, and Logan tapped his fingernails against the door. I’ll let you know how it goes.

After the truck peeled out into the road, he smoothed out his wiry, dark blonde beard as his black boots kicked up the gravel in the driveway.

Like a teenage girl, the thirty-year-old man spent half his day so far in his closet as he tried to find something he thought might catch her eye. He tugged at the snug gray shirt as he inched up the stairs and cracked his neck from side to side.

The palm wrapped around the brass door handle was already wet with nerves when he caught her warbled image through the textured glass.

Since he stumbled around on wobbly knees as a pup, Logan trained for every survival scenario imaginable. Yet, the thought of facing down this tiny woman with a poor attitude made his thumb tremble as it hovered over the latch.

His fingers went through his hair again in his reflection before he pushed the door open. The air shift pulled the heat from the bed-and-breakfast outside, and her smell washed over him when he stepped over the threshold.

An ache from the deepest, darkest part of his body clamped down on him, and his focus narrowed until he only saw her.

The bell above the door jingled, and she peeked up from her newspaper before her eyes rolled away. 

He could hear the irritated sigh from the other side of the newsprint, and it stopped him in his tracks when he realized she didn’t want him there.

A cigarette sat between the fingers of the hand that held the steaming cup she lifted to her lips.

Good morning, sir. The thin human inn owner stood beside the kitchen door with her hands clasped in front of her red apron and bowed head to honor him. Is there something I can do for you?

He shut the door but never took his eyes from the little beauty who puffed little white clouds like a freight train as she read the comics. Can I have some coffee?

While the inn owner’s nervous hands fumbled with the pot, Logan pulled the chair from the table across from Tessa. 

Despite what his heart wanted, the soon-to-be leader knew he needed to establish his authority in the relationship, so he tested the waters as he wagged his finger. You can’t do that in here.

Between her royal lineage and her position with her coven, she wasn’t used to being challenged by anyone. The paper folded in front of her, and she squinted through the haze that billowed from the Marlboro between her lips. I can do whatever the fuck I want.

Strong, calloused hands wrapped around the arms of the chair as he pushed himself back. It’s disrespectful. Miss Rose doesn’t let anyone smoke inside. His fingers patted the table, and his head motioned to the saucer before her. Go on. Put it out.

Yeah, well — she sucked a long draw on her cigarette and blew the smoke in his face — I got a little silly last night and paid off Miss Rose’s mortgage and all her debt. So she’s a bit more tolerant of my ill-mannered ass this morning.

The older woman with short gray hair slid a coffee cup in front of her leader, then moved around the table and crouched beside her new foul-mouthed benefactor. They’ll all be gone by noon, Miss Mason.

The spent cigarette crushed against the saucer, and Tessa gave her as much of a smile as she could muster and pointed her fork at the old floor-model television. Can you turn on channel five, please? My judge show’s about to start.

Two packs of sugar poured into Logan’s cup as the static-filled sound of the picture tube popped on behind him. Who’ll be gone by noon?

The utensils screeched against the plate as Tessa cut into her pancakes. The other guests.

The spoon he used to stir his coffee stopped as his eyes rose to meet her. Wait a minute. You’re kicking everyone out?

Mmm-hmm. She chewed the food and stabbed her fork into another piece. I like my privacy. Her knife poked at the space between them. Speaking of, why are you here exactly, Mr. Hexom? We got no business between us, to my knowledge.

He swallowed the coffee in his mouth and kept his eyes on his cup as he set it down. Since we’re family now, I thought we could spend the day getting to know each other.

A snort of a chuckle came from her nose before she sighed and cut off another piece of pancake. No, I don’t think so. Besides, I’m sure I told you last night I had plans today.

I can give you a ride, then. His arms folded in front of his shirt while he studied every movement of her face. He stayed up half the night and racked his brain for ways to keep her from whatever awaited her in the city. I don’t mind.

Her cheeks puffed out before a quick no jerked her head, and her fork dropped to the plate. Alright, listen, Bumpkin, let’s straighten some things out right now.

A little crooked finger lifted between them as she drew a line in the sand. I don’t much like you. 

Another popped up to warn him he was about to cross that boundary. I don’t like for people to bother me before noon. 

The last digit rose to let him know he wouldn’t get whatever he came there for. And I damn sure don’t want some stranger up in my business. The back of her hand waved him away. So, kindly fuck off, if you will.

Hey. His hands came up in front of his shoulders as he leaned over the table. That kind of talk is unnecessary. It’s my job to look after out-of-towners.

Another Marlboro bounced on the tabletop before she put it to her lips. Uh-huh. 

Her ethereal face glowed underneath the orange light of her zippo before she flung it shut and pointed her cigarette-holding fingers back at Logan. 

It was a vicious trick of their gods to make such a beautiful woman so ugly inside. Well, I absolve you of your obligation. Now get the fuck out of my face so I can watch my show in peace.

His ear dipped to his shoulder to crack his neck as he looked off through the kitchen and nodded at her antique car. Alright then. His knuckles tapped on the table before he pointed at her. See you soon, Sweetheart.

CHAPTER FIVE

A Ride to Forget

Curly hair, the shade of fine dark chocolate, scrunched under her fist as Tessa stepped down from the inn’s front porch. Like a lion’s mane, it fell all around her, and Logan scratched at his fingertips, itching to wrap themselves in it.

When she pulled her sunglasses from her bag and slid them on, she found him leaning against a black SUV beside her car. Find another ass to sniff, Fido. 

A thin finger wagged back and forth as her keys jingled against her palm. This bitch might be in heat, but I’m not interested in you humping my leg right now.

A huff of air swooshed through his crooked nose as he smiled and glanced away to the mountains that swaddled them. I’m just making sure you didn’t want that ride.

The key jiggled in the lock, but he wrapped his hand around hers on the door handle. Allow me.

Once she slid inside and placed her bag on the floor at the feet of the dusky-skinned illusion who always rode shotgun, he pushed the door closed and pressed his back into his Escalade.

After pumping the gas, Tessa twisted the ignition. But instead of the pleasant hum of the Jag’s engine came a click and the ticks of Logan’s fingertips tapping on the window. Looks like you need a ride after all.

Time meant little to the habitually late enchantress, but the Harry Winston on her wrist warned her she didn’t have a second to spare. 

As she reached across the car to claim her bag, she whispered to the mirage, and her fingers rubbed the soft leather seat. Sorry, Baby. I’ll see you tonight.

The rush of cool air blew over her when he tugged the door open, and she slapped Logan’s hand away when he held it out to her. What did you do to my car, asshole?

His lips pushed out as he hunched his shoulder and opened the door to his vehicle. It’s an old car, Sweetheart. This kind of thing happens.

Her eyebrow rose above her glasses as she backed into the seat. Uh-huh. 

By the time he reached the other side, her finger was scrolling down her phone. The SUV dipped under his weight as he climbed inside and pulled the belt across his chest. If that thing isn’t in the condition I left it in by the time I come back this evening, I promise you’ll regret it for the rest of your brief life.

His thumbs tapped on the steering wheel as he rolled his eyes at her jagged words. So, where are we off to?

After she entered the address on her phone, she threw it on the console. Anywhere but here.

An arm slid around her headrest as he backed out of the parking space. What’s wrong with here?

Her finger snapped back and forth as she waved it at the little shops they passed on their way out of the little Norman Rockwell village. 

She spent most of her life rotting in tiny backwoods hideouts just like it and swore she’d never set foot in another one. All this, for starters.

His head shook as he made the turn for the interstate. It’s a great town. You should forget what you have going on today and let me take you out and show you around.

While she stared out across the farmland, Tessa smirked at the suggestion. She understood he had more than sightseeing on his mind and meant to make it clear she wasn’t interested. Not a chance.

She slipped the visor down and smoothed the little curls that always poked up from her widow’s peak, then sighed through her nose before she slammed it back in place. 

Logan’s eyes moved over her face to the curve of her breast, where it met her plunging neckline. You look beautiful, by the way.

The trees blurred as they left the train-stop town in the rearview, and the high-strung witch rechecked her watch. Yes, I do. A finger gun pointed at the open road coming up beside them. Hit the gas. I got places to be.

He slapped the turn signal as he merged onto the highway and turned to look behind him. Too good for a lunch date with an old friend. While his thumb flipped through the channels on the radio, he glanced at her. So, who are you meeting with, really?

Red lips curled under as she rolled her neck and tried to keep control of her temper. My daddy’s been dead for a real long time now, but if he were alive and asked me that question, I’d tell him to fuck off, too.

You know, — he smirked at himself in the mirror as he checked for traffic behind them — I don’t understand why we got off on the wrong foot. I’m not sure what I did to irritate you, but I’d like to fix that. We’re family now. Things shouldn’t be this weird between us.

No, — her fingertips tapped on her cheek as she rested her chin against her hand — you and Teddy are family now. You and I aren’t a goddamn thing."

The shiny black vinyl of the console vibrated as Tessa’s phone blasted out the tune Immigrant Song, and her fingers wrapped around it before she put it to her ear. Hey. Uh-huh. Her eyes slid to Logan for just a second. Well, one of her brothers is a raging prick, but everyone else seems okay.

The black pearl necklace he bought her rolled between her fingers as her guardian questioned her. No. We’re having dinner later. I’ll tell him then. Right, the service up here is terrible, so don’t come charging up here if I don’t answer you right away. Alright, I will. I love you, too.

His eyes moved between Tessa and the road repeatedly. Tell him what?

Logan remembered everything and hung on every word Teddy ever spoke about her. 

She had no other family besides her brother, and hearing her tell the male voice on the phone she loved him set off every alarm. Who was that?

Turning to face him, she flicked her finger between them. Yeah, this right here is why I don’t like you. 

A thumb pointed back over her shoulder. I realize you’re Mister Head Honcho Big Swinging Dick Alpha around these parts, but I don’t answer to any-fucking-body. Least of all you.

A pulse in his ears became a steady throb as he ground his teeth together, and the tiny muscle of his jaw twitched. We’ll see about that.

CHAPTER SIX

Abracadabra

With his arms crossed over the steering wheel, Logan gazed at Tessa while she slid on her cinnamon-flavored gloss. How her lips slipped across each other made him dizzy, and his tongue craved a sample. What time should I come back for you?

A thin middle finger moved down the side of her mouth to answer him as she wiped off the excess. You don’t.

While he rubbed at the thought of her kiss on his mouth, he glanced out the window and tried to think of a reason to stay. Why don’t you and your friend let me be your chauffeur? I’ll take you anywhere you want to go. 

The flashing red and blue lights of the police car passing them made him shake his head that he had actually brought her there. A couple of young women shouldn’t be running around this city alone.

A puff of air came from her nose as she flipped up the visor. Go home, Logan. 

She tossed her gloss on top of the black nightie in her bag and pulled the buckle tight. I’m trying to fix things with my brother, so don’t make me be mean to you. Let me assure you I get a hell of a lot worse than this.

As her hand slid into the door handle, Logan’s fingers wrapped around her wrist to stop her. I’m not going to leave you here, so you can forget that shit.

She twisted her way out of his hold with a snap of her elbow. Don’t you ever fucking touch me again.

When her heels hit the asphalt outside the hotel, Tessa swung her bag over her shoulder and leaned back into the Escalade. By the way, you and Jacob are the two worst stalkers on the planet.

Any woman in his pack would be thrilled for an ounce of his affection, and his teeth dug into his bottom lip as he held back his frustration at Tessa’s repeated insults. If you’re going to keep vigil outside my room every night while I’m here, you should find a vehicle that’s not so noisy.

Before she slammed the door behind her, Tessa jerked it back open. And fix my goddamn car.

The way she strolled across the lot with her hands clasped behind her back, Logan’s eyes couldn’t help but follow the lines of her snug black dress and gaze at her hips as they swayed underneath it.

Shit. The gear shifter jerked into drive, and he circled back through the parking area as he monitored her.

With a bounty on her head for most of her teenage years, she became an expert in making oversized, scary men disappear. 

Rushing through the automatic doors, she held her hand out to the balding man at the front desk. 

The hundred-dollar bill tucked into her palm slid into his, and Tessa gave him her toothiest grin as she leaned over the counter. Hello, there. I’m a guest of room four-twenty.

When she glanced behind her, Logan shut his door, and she turned back to the man who peeked down her shirt. 

A finger landed under his chin, bringing his attention back to her eyes. A gentleman is going to come in here looking for me any moment now. Can you make sure he doesn’t find me, please?

The bill slid into his chest pocket, and he winked at her. Not a problem. Enjoy your afternoon.

An obsidian ring bounced off the warm oak counter as she tapped her palm against it. Thank you, sir.

With her shoulders pressed into the mirrored back of the elevator, she winked and wiggled her fingers at her opponent as he approached the door. Abracadabra, asshole.

The front desk clerk picked up the phone as Logan stomped past him and poked the up button on the wall. I guess the chase is on.

While his eyes rolled over the dropped ceiling of the elevator, the doors opened, and he leaned out into the second-floor hallway. Not a hint of anything except bleach and coffee drifted in the air, so he moved back into the car and pushed three.

Hands decorated with the black tattoos of his people wrapped around the doorway before he peeked out into the hall and nodded his chin to the housekeeper. Wrong floor. Sorry to bother you, ma’am.

When the doors opened again, his eyes fluttered shut to the scent of strawberries that swept into the elevator shaft. A shiver tickled his entire body, and he could almost taste her skin. There you are.

The textured wallpaper bumped under his fingertips as he passed each door until they vibrated over the one with the four-twenty plate. 

Every cell of his body pulsed with her presence, and he barely needed to catch the scent to know where she stood. 

The calloused ridges of the tip of his finger traced the peephole, and as he bent down to peek inside, he heard the elevator ding.

The season existed not only for his mate to bring him an heir. The pheromones that surged in her blood sharpened every sense the wolf possessed, making him the most powerful Lycan on the planet.

It didn’t take eyes to see the three enormous men in uniform who approached him. The adrenaline coursing through their veins seized his nose’s attention before he caught the sounds of their feet against the ugly orange and brown carpet.

Sir. The black nightstick on the smallest one’s hip clicked under his palm, and the Lycan smirked before he turned to face him. Unless you’re a guest here...

To know he could kill the three humans without breaking a sweat burned him, but the council wouldn’t take kindly to an unprovoked death in neutral territory. 

His hand lifted to them, and he wagged his head as he glared at the door that separated him from the drama queen who spied on the other side. Alright, you won this round, Sweetheart.

After he turned to leave, he twisted on his foot and lunged at the door with his razor-sharp teeth bared, and his eyes flashed gold and green. 

A throaty, deep growl echoed through the hallway as he broke every vow he swore to and laid claim to the witch. I promise you next time, it’s game over.

A trembling hand slammed against the peephole, and he lifted his finger in warning. Your ass is mine now, and I don’t care if you’re ready or not.

CHAPTER SEVEN

Nothing at All

The bright white clouds and blue sky above the bed-and-breakfast became the most putrid shade of gray as the foul wind swept across the lawn.

A black fog of mist swirled around as the little dirty-mouthed tornado kicked the miniature pot-bellied garden gnome into the street.

When